After years of applying for sheep in idaho without success I infected my daughter with the same sheep bug. Even though she is very young she has pointed at the painting hanging on the wall of the two big rams on the step rock outcropping and said she wants to hunt them. Without trying to discourage her I informed her that the odds of drawing were just as tough as the physical demand of the hunt. She was determined to hunt bighorn sheep and i could do nothing but comply. As soon as application season came around she let me know where she wanted to apply. So with some skepticism I put her in for sheep as well as myself. I opened the draw results and was not surprised when my license was unsuccessful but had to triple check when my daughters said congratulations. After some celebration I started preparing for the hunt. After multiple weekends of scouting we finally found a couple rams she was happy with. A good friend of mine came along for the hunt and we hiked in before the hunt opened to set up camp. After bedding the ram the night before the hunt we made a game plan. As first light came around we spotted the ram and made the stalk. We found him in his bed and waited for him to present a shot. He stood up and fed out of the small timber patch and stopped at 101 yards. My daughter was set up and ready. With a good shot to the chest the ram dropped. But to my surprise he stood back up. A quick follow up shot sealed the deal. After some celebration we took some pictures and packed up the ram. I'm very proud of my daughters commitment and passion for the outdoors and thankful to friends that helped us out on the hunt. She killed her ram 15 days before her 11th birthday. I couldn't be a happier dad.
